Feliciano Vargas hummed as he strode down the streets of Italy, waving at everyone he sees. A smile was plastered on his lips. As he skipped into the forests, he stopped aburuptly as he heard sounds of

Sobbing...

MEANWHILE...

(Y/N) sat on a huge rock in her favourite forest in Italy. This was the last place she and her father had been together. Now her father is dead, her mother is a miserable wreck and she...
(Y/N) sighed and with full of despair, started to cry her eyes out. She hated her life for being full of deaths. She hated to be living in fear and panic. Most of all,

She hated to not be able to fall in love.

All of (Y/N)'s friends had boyfriends and girlfriends and are still dating. And she can't. She continued to cry when suddenly...
"Ve? Bella? Are you-a alright?" a soft, lovely cute voice rang in the air. (Y/N) turned to find the most handsomest (in her opinion) guy ever. He had short cute auburn hair to match his brown-auburn like eyes and a cute curl sticking out of his hair. His features alone could make (Y/N)'s heart beat rapidly, imagine if they had gotten intimade! He was staring at her with worry written on his face.
     The girl snapped out of reality and nodded her head, rubbing her sore eyes. "Y-yeah I'm *hic* fine.." she mumbled. Suddenly, she was turned around to meet those cute hues. The man was staring deep into her (e/c) orbs.
     "Ragazza I-a know when people are OK or-a not. You are-a definately not OK." (Y/N) managed a small smile.
     "Yeah I am not OK. By the way, what is your name? And why are you-a crying? Mia name's-a Feliciano Vargas. You?"
     "(Y/N) (L/N). And I'm crying because my dad died... He was part of the army.." she said, lying through her teeth. Feliciano frowned and hugged the girl.
     "Mi dispiace, ragazza!" His eyes glanced to his watch. He pulled back but with a frown on his beautiful face.
"Mia fratello will be-a expecting me home. I will-a meet you soon, bella! Ciao!" he said and waved and ran away. The girl sitting on the rockk smiled at his running figure.

Maybe I will see him again...
So my heart can lift up again...

Days passed on and (Y/N) saw Feliciano everywhere, anytime and everyday. Her heart will beat fast and her face will turn beet red whenever he comes or smiles. She hated this feeling, but loved being around him. Feliciano felt the same way for our said girl. Her smile, her eyes, her everything made him love her more. Now, (Y/N) feels bad for not telling him about her problem. As she paced back and forth in her apartment when she felt a pang in her chest. She screamed and flickered her eyes shut, seeing everything for the last time.

5 HOURS LATER, FELICIANO'S P.O.V.

Feliciano had tears brimming at the edge of his eyes. Oh why, oh why, didn't my bella tell me!? I could have saved her!! He thought sickly.

3 1/2 HOURS AGO
Feliciano was collecting flowers for his lovely (Y/N) when he saw his best friend,  Ludwig Beilschmidt jog up to him. Just as he was about to greet him, he saw that Ludwig's face was filled with worry. About to ask him why, Feliciano felt as if acid was poured into his ears at Ludwig's words.

"(Y/N) is in zhe hospital..

"She has kidney failure.."

IN THE PRESENT TIME

Feliciano wiped his tears as he thought of all the fun he had with her. A hand came into his view with a piece of paper in it. Feliciano looked up to Ludwig whislt grabbing the piece of paper, scanning its contents.

Dear Feliciano,
By the time you get this, I would probably be dead. I haven't been honest with you. I have kidney failure. I can only live for at least 5-6 months. I'm glad I met you in that timespan. You always made my heart flutter with your adorable ways. I never understood why, but now I know I love you. I don't know if you love me, though. I was scared that if I told you of my sickness, you would hate me. But, now I know you wouldn't. But too late, eh? If you love me, don't dwell on the pain I am about to give you. It will hurt like hell, but don't hate yourself. Live life to its fullest would you? For me? I don't know what else to write....
Ti amo, Feliciano..
Love,
(Y/N)

Feliciano bursted into tears. The doctor came out and shook his head. Ludwig sighed and hugged his crying friend, soothing him.
Feliciano felt as if a kiss was planted on his lips. He looked up to see a fading hand on his cheek. Through tears, he mumbled,

"T-ti amo troppo, bella..."

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It was 5 years since the death of his love. He had gotten over it, on the words of his late one. As he strolled down the streets of Italy, when he bumped into a figure, knocking them both down.
"I-I'm so sorry! I should have been c-careful of where I walk!" the figure-a girl- stammered out.
     Feliciano smiled at her. "It's-a okay! What's your-a name? Mine is-a Feliciano Vargas!" The girl grinned at him.

"Well, the name is (Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N)."

Glossary
Bella- Beautiful
Ragazza- Girl
Ti amo (troppo)- I love you (too)
Mi dispiace- I'm sorry

~THE ABOVE WORDS ARE ITALIAN~